I think these post numbers are going to get really high before I ever get to stop doing nights.
It's okay. It makes me feel better to number them.
Sometimes, when I'm in the middle of learning things from the Lord, I need to experience it a few times before I "get" it. Yesterday and today are one of those days. And it just makes me that much more grateful for a God who always wants to hear, always wants to take it, always there to care. It's so good I don't believe it sometimes, but it's true. It's truth. Somedays, I just need to sit in the sun under my window and let the truth of who Jesus is sink into my heart.
He enjoys me when I do the things I love. When I'm giddy with planning more walls to paint, pictures to sketch out, furniture to construct. He likes that, and I'm glad.
In some ways, I feel like I'm still waking up from nursing school. I'm slowly realizing that the routine I had for school need no longer be, I'm readjusting to more free time, and how to manage my time. The greatest thing of all though, is I am remembering the things that I love to do outside of work, school and church. I had forgotten. Between working full-time and school for the last 4-6 years, I wasn't sure if I even still liked those things any more.
I do. I'm excited to rediscover my passions. I'm not worrying about it either. I have the rest of my life to research, plan, paint and contruct. If you could only see the smile on my face right now. Beautiful.
I'm signing up for an oil painting class this June-August.
Thank you Lord.